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We're on a Boat
The River Thames is a defining part of the London cityscape. Tonight the leaders of the Night Council are making their annual introduction to the supernatural community – aboard a cruise ship on the river. They will invite a select group of VIPs from various factions to join them on board the ship (level 3 and above characters only).
Each faction is invited to send their own boat and join the fleet. Except the Seelie/Unseelie Court, because you guys suck.
The journey begins at 21:00 near Wandsworth Bridge in the borough of Hammersmith and Fulham, continues on to Tower Bridge and then turns back on itself to head towards Westminster. The total journey time is somewhere around two and a half hours. The fleet will moor at Westminster Pier near Big Ben for another hour or so as celebrations continue into the night. Will you join?
Prompts
1) EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD. But only a few do. They're right there, on the river, but out of reach. Unless of course you were lucky enough to be invited to mingle with the elite on the Night Council ship. If so, enjoy your champagne and truffles.
2) WOULD YOU LIKE A TRUFFLE? Ah, so you did get on the cruise ship. But as staff only, which means you're practically invisible to the VIPs on board. Keep your head down and the champagne flowing, and you'll get through the night. Man, they really should pay more than minimum wage for this...
3) WE'RE ON A BOAT. Enjoy the view as you travel along the river. Of course, the fact that you're stuck for several hours in close quarters with others in your faction has no chance of causing any tensions to boil over, right? Have a great time!
4) NOT THOSE GUYS. Your sworn enemies are in the boat next to you. You could do the mature thing and let them go by. Or...
5) LIGHT SHOW. At the stroke of midnight, magical lights flare up around every ship like a flurry of fireworks. It's awesome. Watch.
6) STRANDED. But you said you knew how to drive the boat! That's why we didn't hire a professional!
7) CRASHING THE PARTY. What, so you weren't invited? How rude! Tear up the rule book and join anyway, but do it quietly or the Guardians will throw you in the river.
8) POWER TO THE PEOPLE. Boo to the Night Council! The Night Council sucks! Set up your picket line along the edge of the river, and stage a protest.
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And failing rather miserably, it would seem. He sighs and finally accepts the wine glass that's been waved in his face by the staff for the last half hour. Should he be drinking on the job? Probably not as a Guardian. But then he's also there as a guest, and it's all reaching that level of annoyance where a drink sounds pretty good right about now...
B) They're like fireworks, but they really aren't fireworks at all. Not with the way they're dancing about the ships, rather than being fired up into the air like he's used to. It sets him on edge, a little. Is it safe, to have something like that around a boat? Could something go wrong? He supposes that they're only on a river, and not all that far from land, if they were to catch fire then it wouldn't be that much of a catastrophe.
Faolan forces himself to take a deep breath and calm the tense set of his shoulders. He's supposed to be enjoying himself. He's supposed to be enjoying the lights and the food and the company and the lot of it. Is it really that hard to step back and take a break?
C) Of course, he is on the job. Which means that when a commotion breaks out, he's one of the muscle to be sent into the fray to calm a situation down. And being forced to participate in this political partying all night, you can bet that his mood is a thing to be reckoned with indeed.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"